'This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending: no hope, no love, no glory, no happy ending…'
Mika – Happy Ending
I hold my son in my arms. He's so small and fragile. I'm so very frightened. I do not wish to raise this child. He is but a reminder of all which I have lost. I wish it would all go away! I hate it!
What left do I have to live for now? My husband has left me alone. I cannot live without him!
I am nothing but a coward. I know this. But I would rather die and be a coward than continue to live with this agony.
